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I’m going to kill myself. Because that would be less painful than chapter 22 of this book. 💔

“Which meant another decade of hiding, probably. But Shane would do it. He would do anything for Ilya. He’d told him, once, that he was willing to play the long game when it came to their relationship and he’d meant it.”

Title drop in the first chapter of the book? We are so fucked.

Ryan Price, my socially awkward, unbothered king. 👑

He left hockey and hasn’t looked back since; too busy living his best life. I love you so much.

“He was everything Troy wanted, and everything he didn’t deserve. All Troy had done so far was take from him, but maybe tonight he could give something back.”

LET’S FUCKING GO!! Oh Troy Barrett, the man you can become. Rachel Reid gave you two hands, after all; one to hold your past, and the other to hold your future.

Title drop (32): “I hope so. It’s my job to make him look like a role model.”

Finally! Our first proper title drop of the entire series. I am so ready to see how Harris plans to do this.

Because I remember you, “Tough Guy” Troy Barrett; and I’m not letting you off so easily.

Future(!) title drop (146): “It was too bad that Kent was such a shithead homophobe, because Toronto had a large and vibrant queer community. It would be nice if their star hockey player was a better role model.”

I think this is also the first (sort of) title drop in the whole series. So I’ll take it.

“Scott Hunter, Eric Bennett, and Ilya Rozanov walk into a gay bar…” sounds like the beginning of a top tier joke - and that’s because it is. Chapter Four is, hands down, the funniest chapter so far in the entire series. Ilya Rozanov, you are a menace and never let anyone tell you otherwise.

“Do you like playing hockey?”

Not a sports anime, but close enough. Welcome back, my third favorite sports anime trope: asking someone if they even like the sport or have fun playing it.

(Also, Ilya, my love. ❤️)

“‘Can you pull out?’ Fabian asked. ‘I want to see it. I want it all over me.’”

WE DID BOYS! Congratulations, Ryan! 🥳🍆 I feel like a proud parent.

“‘Prince Henry is a biscuit,’ Nora says, ‘let him sop you up.’”

I’M DEAD. ☠️ Definitely what you say to someone who’s having a gay crisis/awakening.

(I’m having an embarrassingly great time so far, if you couldn’t tell.)

“‘I fucking love old-timers hockey!’”
Ilya is such a little bitch. 😂

Anyway, Kip and Scott are slowly building towards an incredible fallout. It’s like a slow motion car crash; impossible to look away even though you know it’s horrible. I’m scared during their every interaction because I never know if this is going to be the moment it all falls apart.

Ilya Rozanov chronologically mentioned for the first time! It’s like seeing Tony Stark in the middle of a MCU movie. 😆

I’m also enjoying the story so far, even if the relationship is moving pretty fast. Although that’s kind of the point, that Scott isn’t able to have a relationship slowly or casually. Poor Scott.

Six years and more than 100 pages later, but they’re finally at the feelings stage! Do your best, Shane and Ilya!

(Narrator voice: they are so fucked.)

Sakura’s judgmental faces are sending me. 💀

And then Sakura and Rokudo just leaving - as they should. 🤣

The beans! The beans have returned!

I genuinely feel so bad for Ayame. It is truly painful to be in love with Tsubasa.

I just want it on record that I will mention Tatsuki Fujimoto - by name! - in my suicide note.

We are so fucked.

For god’s sake, can’t we just burn this house down already?!

Nevermind; I take it back. All men are the same. And I had such high hopes for you, Dr. Faraday.

And now something worse is coming along.

We can’t even have one nice night, can we? Just one?! (We really fucked up, damn it.)

Dr. Faraday is the classic horror movie boyfriend/husband that doesn’t believe his partner about their house being haunted. But I’ll still give him a pass because he truly does love the Ayres family. Though whether this love will make things worse or better remains to be seen.

Crying in this club on a Tuesday. My poor Gyp.